Fisher leaned against the window, gently reached behind him to close the window, and shut out the noise of Patulshen Island completely. He was just about to turn around to take a good look at Ossie behind him, pondering how to study her thoroughly, when he turned and met her gaze.
"Staring..."
A second after she noticed Fisher looking at her, she turned her head back expressionlessly, but her body honestly moved her butt in the opposite direction on the bed, holding the Steel Blade. It seemed she was trying to alleviate the awkwardness of making eye contact with Fisher.
There were two beds in the room; she sat on the inner bed, while Fisher sat on the one near the window.
Although Ossie didn't look at him anymore, the Steel Blade in her arms was not so honest. It kept peeking out, tilting its head as if to greet him, just in a not so friendly manner.
"Idiot... idiot..."
